Ali Project

the night doesn't need to peacefully listen
to the velvet voices
or the whispers of the clothes
like I'm softly spinning and weaving a dream
i close my eyes
as i regretfully miss the fingers of my memories
go pass, days
go die, days
please let me stop now

the window of the moonlight
the blue falls ill
standing on the waves of the moonlit sky's lake
and drowning then sinking to the bottom of the heavens

if i wake up privately again,
the profound warmth
400000 breaths of mine have been played
the remaining dream's gentle shadow disappears
i cannot hug you
my heart turns heavy and so does my sadness
go pass, days
go live, days
please let me stop now
but not yet